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... you ever heard of one Sir Arthur Courcy . Y. Doric . Oh ! is that all ? Courcy ? Delin . Ay ; of Rowland Caftle , in Northum → berland ; he , who fled for debt . Y. Doric . Debt ! no— ( confidering ) —yes 28 THE DELINQUENT !
... you ever heard of one Sir Arthur Courcy . Y. Doric . Oh ! is that all ? Courcy ? Delin . Ay ; of Rowland Caftle , in Northum → berland ; he , who fled for debt . Y. Doric . Debt ! no— ( confidering ) —yes 28 THE DELINQUENT !
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And Fifteen Others Frederick Reynolds. Enter Sir Edward Specious hastily . Sir Edw . So ; -this is fortunate ... Arthur Courcy , of Nor- thumberland , famed for his landed and com- mercial rank , implored my father to become his bail , and ...
And Fifteen Others Frederick Reynolds. Enter Sir Edward Specious hastily . Sir Edw . So ; -this is fortunate ... Arthur Courcy , of Nor- thumberland , famed for his landed and com- mercial rank , implored my father to become his bail , and ...
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... Sir Edw . ' Tis well , fir ; but there was a time when you'd have own'd yourself obliged- Delin . Knelt ! proud Sir Arthur would have knelt and rifen prouder from the grateful pof- ture ; but when you trample on a worm , re- member it ...
... Sir Edw . ' Tis well , fir ; but there was a time when you'd have own'd yourself obliged- Delin . Knelt ! proud Sir Arthur would have knelt and rifen prouder from the grateful pof- ture ; but when you trample on a worm , re- member it ...
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... Sir Edw . Her lover , villain ! Tom . No - her father . Sir Edw . Father ! Tom . Aye , there's the treasure he fo long ' to find ; and think on how and where thed met - think who reduced ... Sir Arthur will repair this 64 THE DELINQUENT :
... Sir Edw . Her lover , villain ! Tom . No - her father . Sir Edw . Father ! Tom . Aye , there's the treasure he fo long ' to find ; and think on how and where thed met - think who reduced ... Sir Arthur will repair this 64 THE DELINQUENT :
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... Sir Arthur Courcy- ( As he is going ) Enter Old Doric . Old Dor . Sir Arthur Courcy ! what , of Row- land Castle ? Major Tor . Ay , once owner of that stately pile . O. Doric . Stately indeed ! for I was architect : I built , I alter'd ...
... Sir Arthur Courcy- ( As he is going ) Enter Old Doric . Old Dor . Sir Arthur Courcy ! what , of Row- land Castle ? Major Tor . Ay , once owner of that stately pile . O. Doric . Stately indeed ! for I was architect : I built , I alter'd ...
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